fate | SEVENTEEN

Chapter Fifteen

Jessica's POV

"You hired us a driver for today?" I asked feeling a little guilty. It must have cost so much.

"I planned a whole day of activities for us." Mingyu smiled looking down at me. "Happy nine months princess." He kisses the top of my head. He then opens the car door and gestures for me to get in.

Once we were seated Mingyu gave the driver a thumbs up.

"Off to the first stop." Mingyu whispers into my ear making me shiver.

I started to get excited. It felt like Christmas since he was going to be spoiling me all day with these activities. Whatever they are.

Mingyu put an arm around me and I leaned into his chest. "You will never forget today, it'll be the highlight of your life." He says confidently.

"Is that so?" I chuckled. "It better be as good as you say or else I'll be really disappointed."

"You won't be!" He defends.

I smile as we come to a stop at a traffic light. "I'm kidding," I pinch his pouting face. "Any day with you is a good day." The car starts going again.

Mingyu puts a finger under my chin and his thumb on it. "I love-"

Blood.

Shattered glass.

A body where the windshield was supposed to be.

Another body of a boy with parted hair.

Eyes closed.

Unconscious.

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Wonwoo's POV

There was a knock at my door.

"Come in."

Our butler opens it slowly. "Your mother would like to see you, young master."

"What does she want?" I asked surprised. I had not talked to my mother in months.

"She says it's urgent."

I sighed knowing that I had no choice. I put my phone in my pocket and headed downstairs into her office.

"Come closer dear." She waves me over.

I hesitated but did as I was told.

She opens her top desk drawer and takes out a large brown envelope and hands it to me.

"I told you. I'm not marrying Jungyeon. If this is your stupid business contract then I'll-"

"Just open the goddamn envelope Wonwoo." She snaps.

I let out a sigh and opened it. There were multiple pictures inside. I take them out and once my eyes see the first picture my eyes widen in shock and I drop everything. "W-who is that?" I could hardly let out the words.

The pictures were scattered all over the floor now and I couldn't help but look at them all in horror. Pictures of a girl that looked exactly like Jimin covered in blood and shattered glass.

"Your dear girlfriend talks about her beloved twin sister all the time doesn't she? She adores her right?" She says still in her chair.

I couldn't look at her. "You're sick! You're fucking sick!" I shrieked letting all the anger inside of me out. "What the fuck have you done you psychopath?!"